Ex-T,
I started writing my letter to you. Yeah, I'm a month in a half early. Through writing it, I discovered I'm quite proud of myself. I'm strong and have come a long ways. Maybe there is hope that one year I'll stop writing you. Until then, you're stuck with me like a shadow or a ghost who only haunts you once a year. Like that song by Stevie Nicks: "You'll never get away from the sound of a woman that love[d] you". I did love you. That's why I now hate you. Maybe somewhere in myself there at least a little respect for you which is why I never chose to do those bad thoughts in my head (like sending you a box of kitten pictures...ha!). I don't have any ill will towards you anymore, but I also have no good wishes. The only thing I hope is that you never ever do this to someone else. I hope you see the damage you did. You don't even need to read my letter. If you even just see it's from me and throw it away, then you'll know. Seven years later, and I'm still writing you...